The dark clouds descend
The omen of the bad will play
Out of the bad to another worst day
We will watch the back door relay
One resigns because of lack of support
Another one comes forward from the same group
There will be no lights to shut out the darkness
The familiar scale will be used and the outcome?
The same will return
There is not much hope for the nation
The pandemic and economy will go down
The nation will bleed; the people will suffer
The Turtle Man record of his work
He doesn't inspire the people and nation
His Low Yat 2 and pandemic tales
Nothing will change but more in-fighting
The hibiscus party though gives the support
The leaders may do the same stabbing from behind
Wait and see the conditions need to be fulfilled
Without it the knives will appear like shadows glow
The King wishes for a unity government
He may not see it coming his way
This is the stake of winner takes it all
Unless His Majesty put it in writing
The dark clouds roll
Descending from the sky
But no rainfall to clean the way
It is back to the old haunt with a new page
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